After I was reborn, I became Mrs. Chief Assistant

Chapter 34
Yun Zhuo heard a familiar voice, opened the curtain, and said angrily, "I'm not as leisurely as Mr. Shen. I often go boating on the lake and riding horses on the streets."

Shen Qinghe raised his eyebrows and smiled: "How do you know that I am leisurely, and not specially riding a horse to see you? Anyway, I also have some deep fate with your brother, so it's not kind to say that about me, right?"

Under him is a bay red horse with a golden Yule saddle; on his body is a straight sapphire blue silk skirt with a crown and a belt.The family is rich and noble, and the youth is romantic, all in his eyes with a smile.

Yun Zhuo raised his eyes lazily: "Is it the deep fate of going to the brothel to fight for a woman, one with a broken hand and the other with a broken leg? With all due respect, Mr. Shen, I'm afraid my second brother doesn't want to have such a fate with you, right?" ?”

After finishing speaking, she put down the curtain and said to the driver: "Stop shopping, let's go back to the house."

Shen Qinghe looked at the carriage that was drifting away, and suddenly felt a dull pain in his toes again.

Yun Zhuo was sitting in the carriage, thinking about Shen Qinghe. In recent days, she always dreamed about some past scenes, experienced and unexperienced, known and unknown, all appeared in her dreams in a flash. It was her desolate situation in the back house of Prince Duan's mansion, which suddenly turned into a lively scene full of people's voices on Zhuque Street.

She saw Shen Qinghe's serious face, riding on a tall horse, without the youthful spirit of today, a gloomy and cold look, as if coming out of his bones; seeing Ning's disheveled face, his eyes no longer had the calculation and shrewdness of the past, On the contrary, it is full of dullness and dullness; seeing the dilapidated Yunfu in the past, with weeds overgrown, and old moss growing on the tiles and eaves, it seems out of place on Zhuque Street.

She was not surprised by Ning Shi's fate. A large part of the reason why Ning Shi was able to plot against her was that she was heartbroken at that time and had no nostalgia for this world. How could she care how many years she had left to live?Speaking of Ning's, of course she is not stupid, but she has nothing but cleverness.But she is too ambitious, and she doesn't have enough resourcefulness to support her ambition.After exhausting the tricks, she missed Qingqing's life, which was her inevitable end.

The Yun Mansion... The Yun Family collapsed, but the Yun Mansion was able to survive. Yun Zhuo guessed that this was probably due to the help of his father's old friends, so that hundreds of souls of the Yun Family could have a place to live in this huge capital, so that they would not be reduced to death. For lonely ghosts.

The only thing she couldn't figure out was Shen Qinghe.

The current Shen Qinghe and what she saw in her dream are simply two people.But why?What kind of opportunity would cause such a big change in a person?
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As the sun sets, the afterglow like golden powder drags a bit of cinnabar aftertaste, covering the palace road with Zhuwa powder walls on both sides. On both sides of the palace road, palace ladies in pink skirts and servants in blue shirts are constantly passing by. From afar, he saw a person in white clothes at the end of the palace road, half squatting down to salute.

After walking through the long palace roads and verandahs, Xie Jie came to the imperial study room where Emperor Pingsu wrote his books.

Hearing that the first assistant entered the palace, the head servant had already waited outside the imperial study room according to His Majesty's order, and when he saw him, he hurriedly went to meet him, with an earnest smile on his face: "Thank you, my lord, the emperor is already in the study room." Waiting here."

After finishing speaking, he moved closer, and said in a low voice: "Just now, some adults have reported that the empress's birthday will be two months away, and the princes are all in the capital now, and the position of the main concubine is vacant." , why not take advantage of this time to choose the right concubine."

Xie Jie nodded, thanked him, stepped forward and knocked on the door.

After a while, a deep voice came from the room: "Come in."

Xie Jie opened the door, and the sky outside the room leaked in. The emperor who was sitting on the chair squinted his eyes, raised his head to look at the person who entered the room, and said, "Xie Qing is here?"

Xie Jie cupped his hands: "My minister sees Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty, long live, long live."

"Between you and me, there is no need to pay attention to such vain etiquette. Fang Ruyi has already told you, and the people below will hand over the papers, hoping that I will bestow marriages to the princes as soon as possible."

The light in the room was dim, and agarwood was burning in the Boshan stove. The whole imperial study room presented a sense of airtight compactness and oppression. It clearly occupied a spacious area, but it still made people feel cramped.

Not a gleam of light can come through the gap.All the glitz and hustle and bustle are kept out of doors and windows.

Sitting in front of the desk, the emperor's face was gloomy, but his whole body exuded majesty. He was a bit thin, and the regular clothes were already loose on his body. When he got close, Xie Jie could even see the wear and tear on his cuffs.

"Yes, Eunuch Fang and I have spoken."

"Cough, cough..." the emperor covered his face and coughed, Xie Jie moved slightly, he saw him, raised his hand to stop him, and after a while, he said, "Old problem, Xie Qing doesn't need to be nervous every time I see you .”

As he said that, he changed the subject and said: "The officials of the Manchu Dynasty are all anxious to find a home for themselves, and they all hope that I will die soon so that they can fulfill their merits of being a dragon. Although I am old, I am still young. Not to the point of fainting!"

Xie Jie cupped his hands again, and said in a calm and cold voice, "My minister is terrified."

If it were someone else, maybe it would make the emperor even more angry, but he is very clear about the temperament of the chief assistant.If one day he loses his composure and starts to imitate those courtiers' tricks of bowing down, then he will not be like him.

"Why are you afraid? People in the world are persecuting and threatening me, but you Xie Jie didn't; civil and military officials should be terrified, but you don't have to." The deep voice of the middle-aged emperor sounded through the lingering smoke, "When they Using the country and land to force me to become a queen and establish a crown prince, and now using etiquette and rules to coerce me to promote the princess and give him a marriage. It is nothing more than fear of a change of dynasty in the future, and there will be no day for them to stand in this court! They treat me as old and frail , I can’t do what I want, but I don’t know that I understand everything in my heart.”

Xie Jie said softly: "The emperor's heart is like a mirror, and he can detect every detail."

"That's right," the emperor nodded, "There are always some people who want to do a rare commodity to live in, but they probably don't understand that Lu Gong is a thing of the past; in this world, except for the people I recognize, there will be no one. Another stranger."

"Xie Qing thinks that there are countermeasures for the papers submitted by the ministers today?" He put down the ink pen, took a sip of tea, looked at the people standing under the steps, and asked.

"Nowadays there are several princes in the capital, and there are only two marriageable ones, one is Duan Wang, and the other is Cheng Wang. If it is true as the emperor said, there are people who want to live with rare goods, then the choice of the right concubine becomes the top priority. You must not be rash, you must appease people's hearts, and you must show the grace of heaven. In this way, this humble minister has an idea."

(End of this chapter)